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Edited on Sun Feb-26-06 10:26 PM by Radio_Lady
(Here are a couple for this evening:))
Strong. He seemed neither to advance nor to recede. He appeared else, and endeavour to get some result out of them. After severely Littimer was here today, to inquire for you, I remarked, and I getting me out of my difficulty. He stole Doras watch, which, poor fellow. said Mr. Peggotty, shaking his head, theers not so Sophy and Traddles waited on them. How many children Sophy could instance - any unlikely thing will do for a supposition - that you things was her, amost. I takes em up and I put em down, and I Do you help her, Mr. Dick, said Traddles, if you please and strain points with a little bit of a blue-eyed blossom, like some reason to suspect, from what I have heard - my ears are always It certainly is not the fact, said I, perplexed, that I am shoes and gaiters for him. There was a softened shade upon her me, remember that the last words I left for her was, My unchanged Her face might have been a dead-wall on the occasion in question, Then, I have got it, boy. said Mr. Dick. And he stood up before little kiss, and folding her hands. Dont. I know shes a It is undoubtedly the fact, Copperfield, said Traddles, to whom fearful of falling chimneys. Some of these, congregating about the my mind. I never could have kept out of it a single winters Whatever was reserved for him, he expressly said, or wherever his Of there being a breakfast, with abundance of things, pretty and I should be happy, on his account, to attain to eminence. suppose that the truth of my heart was bartered away, and to be ago. When I heard the voices die away, and saw the quiet evening
(Another one is quite terse:))
(Funny munged address, too! Don't bother to write to her!) (From: "Amanda" <irunwithscissorsMrgueNoAngelHonestlyhptx@yahoo.co.uk>)
With drowsy head and folded wing. With tumult as they thunder by,. It might be a small tuft of hair. That little time with lyre and rhyme. Toward the end of August it was already a handsome little gray elephant
(Here's a little quickie:)
Wallace was at incapacity when that happened cern. conspire at flatten or even bauxite as in anus.
(Hm-m-m, "bauxite in anus." Sounds quite painful.)
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